Ripped

There are times in one’s life that one simply feels torn apart.

I wish i could express this in a poem, and i tried to do so, but the words didn’t come as naturally as they normally would.  It’s rare for me to be inspired to blog about such matters and not be able to express it in poetry, even more so when i feel that poetry is so much more expressive to me, and contains so much more emotion than can be contained in simply writing out words that do flow, yet do not paint a picture.

But i guess it is at times like this that one cannot express oneself in more than a word.

Ripped.

Torn.




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